Sometimes I’m Ungrateful

One thing I hate about my mental illness is what a princess it encourages me to be. (I'm trying to stop saying "my illness makes me" and I'm trying to say it encourages me. I just started doing it, I'll let you know if it helps at all.) I hate how I forget where I am,... Continue Reading →

I Couldn’t Do It Myself

It’s an odd feeling being on the brink of reality. Being enclosed in a soft bubble that can pop at any moment. Surrounded by the drowning screams of your own reality. It’s safe in the bubble, so I don’t like to move. That what happens when I start to feel normal. I almost freeze up... Continue Reading →

A Healthy Romance

Sometimes it’s difficult to chase a healthy relationship because you don’t know what that looks like. Many of us come from broken homes with single parents or parents who stayed together but were unable to demonstrate the appropriate way to have a healthy relationship. Many of us turn to our heroes on TV, Disney princesses... Continue Reading →

Am I A Monster?

Sometimes, I’m the friend to have. I will wake up at 3 in the morning to sit on the phone with someone as they cry. I will jump to stand up for someone who I believe is being treated less than fair. I like to make people smile and laugh, I tell jokes more than... Continue Reading →

My World Is Gray

It’s odd having Borderline Personality Disorder. The feelings are just odd. Extreme emotions, almost always inappropriate. When I hear about stories of drunk people, often times I have seen myself react similar completely sober just very excited or upset. I’m always battling myself, worrying, critiquing. But lately, depression has been taking the stage. What I’m... Continue Reading →

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